Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Cecilia Vaughn always believed in ”If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them” as her life motto.

If someone bullied her, not retaliating would simply be a slap in her own face.

Deleting the post was no longer useful. After all, it had been on Stellerton University’s forum for over a week. Those who wanted to see it had already seen it, and Fiona Vaughn’s incitement was effective.

Now, she’s just isolated. But in reality, Cecilia never really had any close friends at the university except for Belle Prescott. It’s not a bad thing for others to fear her.

Being feared is better than being trampled on.

And now, it’s time for Fiona and her mother to taste the flavor of fear!

...

Cecilia thought to herself, a cold sharpness flashed in her hazel eyes.

But in an instant, she solemnly gazed at the man in the driver’s seat.

”Adrian, I want to go to the West Mountain Villa Complex in Stellerton. Are you sure you want to accompany me?”

Adrian Law tilted his head slightly, his eyes deep and affectionate, gazing at her with endless indulgence.

”You’re my wife, why wouldn’t I?”

”There’s no particular reason...”

Cecilia shrugged, then half-smiled wryly.

”If I have to say something, it’s probably that I don’t want you to see my fierce side.”

”Those people at school all say I’m ruthless. Although Katherine North’s withdrawal wasn’t my doing, I’ve indeed never been lenient with my enemies.”

”And this time, going to the West Mountain Villa Complex to reclaim the ownership of the old residence, it’s clear there will be a confrontation. Such a scene already played out once at the last shareholders’ meeting. I really prefer to maintain that serene image you have of me.”

The Vaughn Residence, or more aptly called The Sutton Estate.

It’s the place where she lived with her mother and grandfather for more than ten years. Every tree, every plant, every tile, and every wall has sentimental value.

Her emotional attachment to it is indelible. Actually, Cecilia had wanted to reclaim the ownership of the old residence and some inherent properties of the Sutton Manor for a long time, but after just regaining Radiant Group, she didn’t have the time or energy, delaying it until now.

...

”You silly girl...”

Hearing Cecilia’s reasoning, Adrian couldn’t help but curve his lips in amusement. He raised his hand and gently brushed the stray strands of hair behind her ear.

”I love you as a person, so I must love all of you, both fierce and serene, as long as it’s you, it’s worth cherishing to me.”

”If everyone could handle everything calmly, they wouldn’t be human. If I wanted such a perfect image, why wouldn’t I just marry a goddess to place at home?”

Marrying a goddess?

This metaphor is actually quite interesting.

Cecilia laughed and playfully made a face at him.

”You said it, if things get too ugly and I throw a tantrum, you can’t use this against me.”

The man responded in a low voice, unexpectedly meeting Cecilia’s crescent smile, warming his heart and making his voice even softer.

”Alright, the wife is the husband’s guiding principle. The husband will listen to whatever the wife says.”

Adrian’s voice was like the finest cello, filled with unbearable indulgence, enough to melt any woman’s heart, including Cecilia.

Her cheeks flushed a bit.

”You talk better than you sing. Fine, no more teasing, let’s head straight to the Vaughn Residence. I’ve been carrying the real estate inheritance agreement from my grandmother with me all along.”

”Money-minded little one.”

Adrian nodded in appreciation and then quickly pressed the accelerator. The low-profile Audi sped towards the West Mountain Villa Complex like an arrow.

...

The journey was a bit congested, and after taking a few shortcuts, they only reached their destination around noon.

The West Mountain Villa Complex is located in the suburbs but is filled with wealthy residents, and security is well-implemented. Cecilia hadn’t been here in years and was immediately stopped by a young gatekeeper.

”Please show your entry cards.”

Cecilia was slightly taken aback.

”Sorry, I’m actually the granddaughter of the homeowner here, but I haven’t been here for three years, and I don’t know where the entry card is.”

”That’s not acceptable... How do we know you’re not just making an excuse to get in?”

Although she and Adrian were impeccably dressed and eloquent, the diligent young gatekeeper insisted they couldn’t enter without an entry card.

Cecilia was somewhat speechless in her heart. She remembered that she used to have owner profile information at the community property office three years ago, so she asked if they could retrieve it, only to find out that the Vaughn Family had long since deleted her information.

The young security guard, noticing they didn’t seem like fraudsters, kindly suggested.

”Well... If you want to go inside, it’s not impossible. How about having an owner call in and report to our property office to let you in?”

Contact the Vaughn family?

It’s likely that Gregory Vaughn, Fiona Vaughn, or Florence Warner wouldn’t welcome her arrival.

This was a bit of a dilemma, but just as Cecilia was fretting, Adrian casually made a phone call.

”Wyatt, check who resides in the West Mountain Villa Complex and have them report and clear the way for us.”

Adrian barely put down the phone when, in three minutes, Cecilia saw the phone in the security office ring. The once adamant young gatekeeper immediately nodded at them.

”Alright, you can go in.”

Is it that easy?

A backdoor solution... Having connections is great. Cecilia, astonished, couldn’t help but tug on Adrian’s sleeve and secretly gave him a V sign.

”Impressive.”

”Now you realize your husband’s worth? It’s too late...”

”I’ve known all along, it’s noted in my phone: ’My CEO, the best in the world...’”

Cecilia smiled sweetly.

”That’s more like it.”

Adrian’s dark eyes flickered with a hint of doting warmth, his handsome face ever more enchanting.

...

Walking hand in hand, the two made a striking couple, attracting attention even in the villa area.

Though she hadn’t been here in three years, Cecilia wouldn’t forget the home she’d lived in for over a decade.

But when she reached the gate, she was still stunned.

There were two cars parked there—a white Lamborghini and a pink Bentley.

Those were... Tyson Law’s and Fiona Vaughn’s cars!

Cecilia’s lips curled into a mocking smile, seems she came at just the right time!

...

Cecilia pressed her fingerprint on the gate lock, and the gate opened with a sound, fortunately not deleting her information, or she’d have to climb over the wall.

With a slight teasing in her heart, she took Adrian’s hand and walked in confidently.

Before even reaching the vestibule, bursts of laughter could be heard from the living room inside.

”Fiona, eat more fish, when the baby is born, it will surely be as handsome and smart as Tyson. Hopefully, it’s a boy...”